Basketball Romeo
Favio
"Asshole! Always jacking around!" Yulian cavilled through a tight set jaw, a scowl on his face.
"Then quit acting like a virgin," I goaded, relishing in his resentment at the surprise move I had pulled during the game. He falls for it every time like a cooch.
His jaw unclenched to scoff as he spat in the bin nearby. "You need to get laid," Roman teases, passing the ball to me. I aim it at a defenceless and distracted Yulian. "I don't have time for any woman-ack!"
It hit him at the back of his legs making him almost fold into the ground. It drew a chuckle out of me.
"What the heck man!" I brace myself for a heckling. Yulian's stress was bleeding out of his face holes and creases.
I started at the peal of a Pop song. Britney Spears?
"Is that your phone?" Roman asks.